Silver Moraine BWP3: PREY OPPORTUNITY

The attempt to knock the other wolf over was something of a success. Gluskap scuffled with the stranger for a moment before the two wolves were swallowed in the fire that seemed to come from the dragons. The prey was theirs. The coywolf male turned away from the retreating figures of the other wolves. The blood and sinew of the moose was drawing him forward until he had buried his muzzle deep in the meat and was tearing away what he could with a sense of madness. The famine had been enough to drive them all to this point. The only concern the pack had faced had been swiftly frightened away from the chance for food. Gluska’s respect for the dark-furred leader was growing. She was showing her strength as an Alpha. He believed she was more than capable of tending to her brood. So he ate without care for the starvation of the other wolves. The fierce would weed out the weak.